The morning developed rather nicely for a change as the storm that hit the region last night at since come and gone leaving the skies very much clear; a opportunity that had everyone up an ready for the eventual briefing. Due to the early morning patrol schedules he participated in back on Thunder Island as Warrior Three, Rodriguez was naturally up first and occasionally found with a newspaper in hand and a supplement of caffeine enriched coffee and a few biscuits on the side. As he read through the columns, he greeted each member of his squad that came in the briefing room until Heartbreak finally made his appearance which came as notion for Spirit to stash the articles.   

The briefing opened up with a clear green light that an operation was underway but also came with the disappointing news that Kat wouldn't be attending. Sad too since he was hoping to ask about the ears openly. Alas the moment was not to be for the time being. As the briefing continued, it was apparent that the enemy was not wasting any time with the improved weather conditions either and a offensive strategy was already underway. Rodriguez's CO pointed out their mission objectives and intriguingly laid out the designs for two flights for the mission; Eagle flight being comprised of Stalin, Charnel and Viking for air engagement duties and Hawk flight which he, Short Round, and Heartbreak would be apart of as a coordinated ground strike force.

The plan was solid and allowed the Black Knights to deal with any threats effectively within the designated AO in Sinnamary. An eager filled grin formed across Rodriguez's face as he felt the need to spread his wings in the coming operation, especially the need for a little pay back too. He knew that today was going to be busy but this time it was going to go his way.

After some time of physical preparations and later taking off in formation towards Sinnamary, Heartbreak had ordered the squadron to split into their respective flights before sighting several targets up north; unfortunately for them as they were totally out of the safeguarding radius of the green smoked marked by the squadron's allies. The insurgents on the ground were now considered fair game. [i]"All right, let's start making money. Break up and choose targets. I'm going to hit those convoys before they reach the town and the major. The rest of you, get busy!"[/i]

"Spirit, wilco. Breaking off and engaging enemy ground positions." radioed Rodriguez as he peeled off from Heartbreak's three o' clock and into a invigorating earthbound dive. 

The F-16 spiraled out of the loose formation with four fully armed rocket pods bearing down on the emplaced enemy line fortified with entrenched infantry and light vehicles, actively selecting targets to erase. As Spirit closed in on his attack run, he witnessed Short Round's screaming flyby over the unsuspecting hostiles as she deployed a small number of ordnance and sub-munitions right on top of them. In an instant the vehicles and personnel unlucky enough to be caught in her sights vanished into a shredding brilliance of fire and sparks. And just like that, the insurgent's line was devastated leaving the surviving forces in disarray with guns discharging frantically in the air as a means of defense; pathetic as it was.

Utilizing the specialized APKWS mounted onto his Hydra 70 rockets, Rodriguez aimed his fighter's nose directly towards a set of targets outside of the green smoke comprising a number of panicked gun trucks and MG nests now painted by the F-16V's advanced laser sensors. With good pings coming from the lasers, Spirit pressed down on the weapon release. "Knight Five, Fox One! Fox One!" 

With exhaust spewing out the back of four LAU-68 launchers, several Hydra 70 rockets shrieked forth from their individual tubes and made a mad beeline to their designated prey. Within seconds, the rockets connected and detonated, obliterating the crude trucks and the emplacements apart with artificial and natural debris shooting into the air as a result. Though the rockets themselves did not yield a comparably large explosion such as the earlier ordinance, the destructive velocity and power of the Hydra 70s were enough to pulverize the hardly armored trucks and positions with ease.

With the F-16 coming close to ground level, Rodriguez called out another volley of rocket fire onto another set of targets along side the road quickly neutralizing them in a series of isolated explosive bangs before finally increasing thrust and pulling out of the attack run, gaining much needed altitude as he banked the fighter into a forty-five degree turn out of the area so he could position himself for another run.